Speaking of the devil, speaking of the devil, speaking of the devil, he'll comes right to you.
Continuing to revil, continuing to revil, continuing to revil, you lose any clue.
Sinking to the bottom, sinking to the bottom, sinking to the bottom, you risk staying there.
Very nearby autumn, very nearby autumn, very nearby autumn and road in nowhere.
Everyone allowed themselves what I'll never allow myself
What a sense to help them, if instead I can help self
Another day in grief, between two flames.
I'll take all blame, it's shame, shame, shame.
All in all you could all do
But if right you'll know then
All in all you could all do
But if right you'll know then
All in all you could all do
But if right you'll know then
It's rhytmes with 'shame' again
Maybe shame, maybe shame, maybe not...
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